One kiss.
This breeze that touches your face,
takes the scent of you, lingers,
takes the kiss of your lips, sighs
that take the breath of you,
undressing memories,
then lifts feather wings, spawning
desire through shafts of warm blue,
falling into embrace with white dreams,
tumbling down peninsular eddies
beside gull's bay and buzzard pine,
comes to me, heaven's unseen touch,
as a sparrow's breath upon my lips,
dancing over skin,
whispering reflected shapes -
sweet messenger,
this breeze that touches my face.
I drink this breath of yours,
even as my loving you takes flight.
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